THOUGHT

I often wonder about God
And how he got tangled up
In the thought process!

The whole idea
Of thinking
Baffles me, just how
Could man think
Without language.

I start to think
In terms of words, like
You, me, the world –
Then I’m no longer puzzled
About God.


Malcolm Evison

MIMI


Wrapped in the warm fragrance
of the everyday
she moves mountains –

only to stumble
on the commonplace.

Complacency
so easily destroyed.

I try to capture it
with words, they writhe
relentlessly. She laughs

allows the world
to write
its affirmation.


Malcolm Evison

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